Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Anthology of P.X. Vexxus About the author Poems written by Dillan Courtright. Some of the following content may be disturbing to some viewers. Viewer discretion is advised. Page 2/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus summary The Animal Ignorance Sands of Fate Silence Prisoner In the Depths Despair Broken Blank Agony [Graphic: Viewer Discretion is Advised] Compassion Heartless Tonight Visions of Red Something to Prove Transparent Poison Gazing at the Stars Salvation Real Tears of Agony Desire Nightmare Page 3/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Instinct Torment Under the Bed Faceless Decay Fear Misery Pain Guilty Stains Victim Grief Escape The Butcher [Graphic: Viewer Discretion Advised] Kingdom Torture [Graphic Content: Viewer Discretion Advised] Scorching Sun Broken Dreams Impaired Judgment Canvas Forgotten Demons Imagination City of Angels Gemstone Serpent Page 4/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Graphite Moon Sapphire Rain Emerald Forest Ruby Mountain Obsidian Knight Hurt Arrogance Worthless Marionette Master Atlantis Cardiac Arrest Extraterrestrial Holocaust Maniacal Symphony Power Flesh Defiance Fickle Weather Maternal Instinct Plague Page 5/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus The Animal Thunder roars in the distance His sense of loneliness deepens He wishes he could feel emotion But Animal knows only instinct He senses the approaching storm And with it, the wrath of God The animal tries to escape from his fury But instead Is consumed in his own living hell The Animal cannot stop The rampage It tries to survive But cannot It wants to end its hunger But cannot catch its prey It tries for love But feels none The clouds start to swell With the sorrow of a thousand tears She cries She feels the mist in her heart The ground at her feet Her beauty is unmatched But it will not save her She turns around And sees the storm coming She knows she cannot escape her destiny For she is destiny's child Page 6/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus The clouds roll over her They embrace her Consume her From the darkness of the storm The animal appears before her And like the sun in all its fiery fury He pulls her into the storm Hoping to end the hunger That consumes him Into the darkness they go Forevermore They sink lower and lower Forevermore To the darkest region of the abyss Forevermore Into the heart of the storm Forevermore Their fates collide Nevermore The animal consumes her in his wrath Sorrow meets with anger She becomes part of the creature Neither living, nor dying The animal knows by instinct The storm is almost over He knows and embraces it Lightning flares in the sky As the Animal begins to die A new life is created in the heavens Page 7/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Dampening the wrath of God The Animal senses his own destruction And finally starts to feel her emotion Her sorrow and his anger fuse The beast beats upon the storm Backing anger into a corner The Animal beats upon the storm And starts to fade The creature beats upon the storm And the clouds shatter into rain The boy and her soul within beat upon The last remaining tendrils of the storm And reveal to the world A light brighter than the fury of "The Animal" Page 8/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Ignorance There are things hidden Behind false masks, secrets behind broken trust Deep within my soul, in my heart I did feel Something disturbed the peace, upset the perfect balance This I know, but I cannot know. I know nothing. I can't help but wonder, is it my face? I must be scary when you flee from me I know you're afraid, I see it within your eyes You couldn't face me, you wouldn't tell me. You run from me. Am I blind? Can I not see? Where are you? Come back to me Further and further I drove you away You tried to show me, the mist is thick Through the glass, you faded from sight Do I have amnesia? I cannot remember You said you told me, I must have forgot I'm trying to find you in an unfamiliar crowd You blend in so well, I thought I knew your face I'm lost in empty space. Am I deaf? Can I not hear? Did you tell me? Or did I not care? I think you did, but I misheard I tried to listen, but no sound reaches me Your words come, no more. It rips me apart, burns my shreds It tears out my heart, leaves me to insanity Page 9/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus I am undone by ignorance, a memory long forgotten I am broken, I try to speak. But I am mute. You stole my voice and I never knew Now there is a third, that I can see Even though my ignorance has blinded me I couldn't remember, I could not speak I thought it was me, maybe it was you Sneaking within the shadows of my own perfect world I've defended my castle, however, nothing lasts forever Walls crumble, dreams decay And even on the satin in which I lay, my existence fades And in it's place, the golden one stands And in his hand, in which he holds, There lies my Ignorance. Page 10/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Sands of Fate Sands of time fall In the glass, one by one Each grain so small Under the setting sun, it has begun Even though it just begun The end lingers near When the glass is empty and done All your worst fears will be here Your fate will soon be realized As the sands fall to bottom As you lose your disguise You too will have fallen You have fallen, into a pit of fear Never again to see the light Dark and shrouded, so unclear You get ready for a fight Your opponent mysterious Eyes blood red, cold Eerie and fearless They look deep within your soul They know who you are They pass judgment on your sins You can't hide from them They look at you, and grin Page 11/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Charging forward, they lash out Striking away your ignorance They hack away at your doubts And find reason for your existence Stripping away your sins, you are naked And as the final grain falls, the world can see Time could not be forsaken For now you have been set free You are free at last, in a cruel world of hate Time never stands still, never wait In this place, you are always late Too long, too much time you waste Here you stand, in the sands of fate Page 12/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Silence Shrouded and quiet He stands in silence He searches for nothing For he knows no one Dark and cold, all alone All he's known, silent darkness He doesn't move, never lingers Here he stands, in the silence Like a statue of marble Carved with beauty He doesn't crave, never wonders How it feels to love another He doesn't think, he doesn't eat He doesn't take or try to keep He doesn't steal, he doesn't feel Trapped inside, without pride He never lives, never dies A shadow paints itself among darkness And the statue creaks in the silence The stone cracks and trembles As the figure of light draws near Deep within he can hear He hears a voice, he hears the birds He hears the water, and how it roars He hears the wind, he hears the storm He breaks the silence and can't take anymore Page 13/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus The silence his home, now destroyed He opens his eyes and focuses his mind He sees death for he is no longer blind He looks upon the shadow and feels its design As he moves, the statue crumbles He reaches out and trembles He feels fear and doesn't know why He cries out into the night sky She moves into the light and gazes into his eyes He moves towards her in his disguise She sees through the mask and wonders He sees her shadow and feels the thunder The silence is broken, the statue has crumbled The darkness is torn, the ground ripped asunder Silent and frozen, dark and cold Together they forge the land and mold Their own perfect world, in the silence Page 14/101 Anthology of P.X. Vexxus Prisoner Darkness surrounds the prisoner As the shackles do bind him He stares blankly into nothing for Nothing will save him He tries to remember how he got there But his mind is corrupted Corrupt darkness consumes his soul As he lies motionless on the floor Emotionless and hungry for more Vengeance rages out of control He screams at shadows and lures hatred For he cannot control temptation Tempting thoughts echo through him For he is alone in the darkness His mind is mad and his dreams fail His heart is heavy for this he does wail He struggles and pulls, punches the air He questions existence for he is scared His hatred threatens to consume him As he rips the flesh from his skin His eyes red, His anger swells In the darkness he hears the bells He saw her beauty and felt her misery Lifeless and dead, cold and pale He stabbed him until his heart did fail He tore it apart, ripped him to shreds And he buried him with no regrets Page 15/101 Anthology of P.X.